My parents don't understand me, they scold me a lot... they don't listen to me... sounds familiar? Well, if you have a teenage son or daughter, that's something they are likely to say. So, who understands them?? Their friends... well, in my opinion, anyone who doesn't have to clear up after them or keep reminding them to do their stuff, I supposed.
Let me give a typical scene at home... your kid finishes his meal, leaves his plates in the sink. He goes off ... to his room, plays the computer, listen to the music; basically continues to do his stuff..... dirty dishes are in the sink. He forgets, then you wash. But after a few times, you feel that he should not escape his duty, so you go after him. And he has wizened up... he has learned that if he leaves it there long enough and feign forgetfulness, he can get away. You remind him.... these reminders are likely to be followed by unpleasantries. And that's when all these 'my parents don't understand me, scold me a lot' come in. Sigh!
Another common scenario.. he's on the computer. It's late. You tell him to switch it off... it goes on a couple of times.. then a tirade comes from him about how all his friends can use the computer as long as they want, sleep as late, etc, etc. And out comes this again...'my parents don't understand me, scold me a lot'
No matter what path you take, as long as it involves getting the marginal man to do what he is supposed to do but doesn't; arguments are bound to take place cos the marginal person does not see beyond his immediate wants. And it's usually the mundane things that set off such feelings... those mundane things that still need to be done.
So they confide in their friends... and since all of them in the same boat... there is a very high level of empathy.
Teenage years... they're very hard not just on the kids but also on the parents. I was just doing what I call a DVD of memories of my kids, and it brought back so many nice memories of them... happy times. Yet sometimes when I look at my boy, I wonder sometimes where I lost him. Thankfully, my girl still provides me that sort of balance... well at least for now. But teenage years are also knockin' on her door.
So some parents just give up... after all there are maids to clear up. And they are all worn down by the demands of their own lives. It's an easier way out on everyone but out of this, I suspect a generation of spoilt brats will emerge.
So, raising kids... who says it's easy? Parenting is definitely more difficult than going to work, at least as far as I'm concerned. Anyway, these are just my ramblings...
My Parents Don't Understand Me (Round 2)